Lirik Lagu TH2DH - Luh Tyler
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- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
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- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
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- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Yeah, in the booth, gettin' highYeah, goin' up, so I gotta hold it downYeah, all the bad bitches outsideYeah, freak bitch, finna take her to the houseSwear I been a real nigga all my lifeSmoke fire blunt, that's a high-fiveYou ain't tryna run it up, boy, you friedAin't shit but that money on my mind
Every single day, I be on the grindAll that shit fake, nigga just rhymingNigga, take the cap off, quit lyingNigga, I just wanna shine like my diamondsOn the way to the top, I been climbingI been smoking za, gettin' higher than the pilotStackin' all this guap, nigga, now my money pilingFinally, all this hard work done paid offHow the fuck I woke up to a check on my day off?Brodie been swingin' them sticks, he don't play golfGot a hood bitch, she'll spray you with some mace, dogUntil you come up, all you gotta do is stay downIn the party, brodie got it tucked, he don't play 'roundAll I gotta do is spit a bar to get paid nowAnd they know my bro'll lit a spark if it came down to itBitch at the spot, ass up and her face down (Ugh)
Yeah, in the booth, gettin' highYeah, goin' up, so I gotta hold it downYeah, all the bad bitches outsideYeah, freak bitch, finna take her to the houseSwear I been a real nigga all my lifeSmoke fire blunt, that's a high-fiveYou ain't tryna run it up, boy, you friedAin't shit but that money on my mind
Ain't my birthday, but I run that cake upI'm a real stoner, fire it up on the wakeupYou just now got you some money, boy, you late, bruhI'm tryna ball on 'em, I don't got no time to lay upNiggas be tellin' fake stories, yeah, they made upShe was trippin', had to tell her tie her lace upWhen you finally get you some money, they gon' hate youI ain't never need a bitch, all I need is that paperThat ho catfish, she ain't shit without makeupBig bitch, shorty got that ass, told her, "Shake somethin'"Big blick, brodie's stick look like a ray gunAll these broke niggas what I gotta stay 'way fromHow the fuck you say you got a bag, but ain't made nothin'?If it ain't about a bag, then don't say nothin' to meLivin' dreams with my day-onesIce on my neck, young nigga spent that pape' on ten
Yeah, in the booth, gettin' highYeah, goin' up, so I gotta hold it downYeah, all the bad bitches outsideYeah, freak bitch, finna take her to the houseSwear I been a real nigga all my lifeSmoke fire blunt, that's a high-fiveYou ain't tryna run it up, boy, you friedAin't shit but that money on my mind, yeah (Cheeze)
Know what I'm sayin'?YeahSkii
Every single day, I be on the grindAll that shit fake, nigga just rhymingNigga, take the cap off, quit lyingNigga, I just wanna shine like my diamondsOn the way to the top, I been climbingI been smoking za, gettin' higher than the pilotStackin' all this guap, nigga, now my money pilingFinally, all this hard work done paid offHow the fuck I woke up to a check on my day off?Brodie been swingin' them sticks, he don't play golfGot a hood bitch, she'll spray you with some mace, dogUntil you come up, all you gotta do is stay downIn the party, brodie got it tucked, he don't play 'roundAll I gotta do is spit a bar to get paid nowAnd they know my bro'll lit a spark if it came down to itBitch at the spot, ass up and her face down (Ugh)
Yeah, in the booth, gettin' highYeah, goin' up, so I gotta hold it downYeah, all the bad bitches outsideYeah, freak bitch, finna take her to the houseSwear I been a real nigga all my lifeSmoke fire blunt, that's a high-fiveYou ain't tryna run it up, boy, you friedAin't shit but that money on my mind
Ain't my birthday, but I run that cake upI'm a real stoner, fire it up on the wakeupYou just now got you some money, boy, you late, bruhI'm tryna ball on 'em, I don't got no time to lay upNiggas be tellin' fake stories, yeah, they made upShe was trippin', had to tell her tie her lace upWhen you finally get you some money, they gon' hate youI ain't never need a bitch, all I need is that paperThat ho catfish, she ain't shit without makeupBig bitch, shorty got that ass, told her, "Shake somethin'"Big blick, brodie's stick look like a ray gunAll these broke niggas what I gotta stay 'way fromHow the fuck you say you got a bag, but ain't made nothin'?If it ain't about a bag, then don't say nothin' to meLivin' dreams with my day-onesIce on my neck, young nigga spent that pape' on ten
Yeah, in the booth, gettin' highYeah, goin' up, so I gotta hold it downYeah, all the bad bitches outsideYeah, freak bitch, finna take her to the houseSwear I been a real nigga all my lifeSmoke fire blunt, that's a high-fiveYou ain't tryna run it up, boy, you friedAin't shit but that money on my mind, yeah (Cheeze)
Know what I'm sayin'?YeahSkii
